'Few contemporary poets have written with such sad luminosity, ' wrote George Szirtes of Freda Downie's posthumously published Collected Poems. This memoir, written in the last year of her life, is an equally sharp distillation of her melancholic sensibility. She recalls the high and low points of a poor, often disrupted English childhood, evoking people and places with the acute sensitivity of an isolated child and adolescent. As in her poems, a...